“So you guys will come over the week after Thanksgiving vacation?” I asked her.
Marissa grinned. After I sent her a text that my mother was back home, she responded that she wanted to meet her. “Wait. Did you say you guys? As in plural?”
I felt my face heating up yet again as I nodded, just as my face cooled down. “Yeah, she asked where I was yesterday when I got home and I told her that I was shopping for shoes for the gala. She asked who I went with and I said you and Noah. She thought Noah was a girl.”
Marissa snorted. “Why?”
“She thinks I’m not good enough for guy company,” I joked. She sent me a curious look and I rolled my eyes. “I’m kidding. I just didn’t tell her about him before. She was a bit freaked out when she realized that I spent the night here when a teenage guy was pre
